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We had a three-day weekend after that for New Year’s and Brent, and I attended a party at a friend’s house, kissing and fucking god only knows who after midnight. I didn’t feel the same excitement that I had in the past, knowing that this was a whole different life. I made sure to take Mom to brunch with everyone on Sunday despite my hangover since all the emptiness that we were feeling had to be a million times worse for her. She smiled at us as we ate the breakfast fare and tried to look strong. She always went out of town for New Year’s with Dad, and this was the first time that she was home in many years. We knew that Ashley and the boyfriend stayed home with her, which was the only way that we’d go out. Mom kept up a steady chatter about the events coming up for Ashley and some things she had planned with friends as I sipped a beer and looked at Brent. Jane came up as well, and she remarked about how nice she and her mother were, watching as we both nodded. She knew the kind of girls that we hung out with generally, and while she was kind about them, we knew that wasn’t crazy about them as far as a future. We also knew that Mom was well-aware of the rules at work and would never encourage one of us to pursue her. That was no kind of example to set for the staff. I suppressed a shudder as I imagined her finding out what we’d been up to. We were always wild but acting the way that we did at work was risky, and something Dad would frown upon.
Brent drove us home and we watched some football in the living room until dinner, which was a rack of lamb that Monica prepared for us. I ate and joined in the conversation as I kept thinking about Jane and her soft skin, busted when Mom repeated my name. “What? Sorry, Mom. I guess I’m zoning out.”
She repeated that she would be close by on Wednesday and wanted to come in for lunch, and Ashley piped in that she wanted to go once she realized that Jane was invited. They bonded on Christmas, and I was surprised to hear that they kept in touch via text here and there. I looked at Brent, imagining lunch with them as he stared back with a dark gaze. I knew that he was a little sore with me for kissing her the way that I did, but I argued that it would be uncomfortable no matter what. There was a heat between all of us that was significant no matter how much he tried to ignore it. Maybe he was jealous that it wasn’t him that kissed her, and the image of the three of us in bed flashed through my mind as I pinched the bridge of my nose for a long moment. Holy hell, it was hot.
We headed home and went to bed early, though I just watched a movie mindlessly before finally falling asleep. I heard Brent’s on as well and assumed that he was watching his too. We weren’t as close this week as we normally were, feeling tension o
ver the Jane situation. I needed to remedy that, but I closed my eyes and sighed as the television droned in the room at the soft volume that I had it set to.
I woke up and rushed to dress as I met Brent by the car, yawning as we drove in. He seemed tense, and I followed him into the building, making a beeline for coffee before I got started. I came in to see Brent reading the screen as I set a cup near him and raised an eyebrow at him. “What?”
“The big annual conference is coming up in a month. It is in Mazatlán this year at a resort,” he mused aloud as he raised his eyes to look at me. “I have an idea. We should invite Jane to attend it with us since assistants are encouraged, and I don’t think that she travels a lot.” I looked at him, knowing what he was getting at as our eyes locked. “I just want her to loosen up, and…if it turns into more, then I won’t complain. She’s under my skin.”
“Mine, too. Are you sure about this?” I asked him as I sat down across from him.
“I want to offer her the chance to escape at the very least. She seems so sheltered,” Brent murmured as I nodded. We had the means to take her places and we would. We heard her arrive outside and he called her name out as we watched each other.
“Yes?” Jane asked as she stepped into the doorway, wearing a loose pink skirt with a white blouse that looked stunning on her. Her black heels added some height to her and made her curves even more luscious.
“I just heard that there is a conference coming up in a month for us to attend. Most of the managers attend, and assistants are encouraged to as well. It is in Mazatlán at a beach resort. Would you be interested?” Brent asked her in a professional voice as her eyes widened.
“That sounds expensive.” Her voice was soft, and he smiled reassuringly at her.
“There’s a budget set aside for these things. Several people attend, and everything is there at the resort. Pools, a beach, spa, places to eat, and anything else that you can think of.” He grinned at her. “It’s a lot of fun. You should get a passport and join us.”
“I…I appreciate that. Thank you,” she replied as she blushed and ducked out of the office. Brent shook his head and emailed her the website to the resort, El Cid El Moro Beach. It was a great place, and we hoped that it would sway her.
We checked around the office to see who would be coming this year, finding that a lot of managers were interested. We needed a head count in about a week so see how many of our slots were filled, at which point spouses were welcome to come along. I had half a mind to invite Mom if there was space, but she might catch on to what we were up to with Jane. I pushed that idea to the back of my mind and started on the orders as Jane worked at her desk.
I went to get coffee at the break and leaned over Jane’s desk when I walked back by. “Did you see the resort?” I asked in a low voice as she stared at me with nervous eyes. Jane nodded, and I took in her flawless, pale skin slowly.
“It’s going to be a great time. I think you should go.” Jane licked her glossed lips and nodded again as I felt the tendrils of heat between us, knowing that she did as well. “Tell us by the middle of next week so we can make reservations.” I pushed up and grabbed my coffee before looking down at her. “You’re welcome to work in here with us anytime, you know.”
CHAPTER 24
Jane
I looked at the pictures of the hotel again once I knew that I was alone, marveling at the beauty of it. I rarely traveled, and this would be a new experience for me, paid for by the company to boot. I wondered if Breanna was going to attend, sending her a text to ask. That might help my decision because a trip like this with just Brent and Brandon to hang out with was intimidating.
I played back the night on the balcony again as I sighed. My phone chimed, and Breanna told me that she had plans with her boyfriend that weekend, encouraging me to go. She said it was a great time. I remembered standing between the brothers, feeling their heat wash over me as Brandon leaned close to me. His lips brushing my skin sent shivers down my spine even now, the heat off them lighting me on fire all over again. I’d never felt like that with the kisses from my old boyfriend and the idea of two men doing that to me frightened me. Brent didn’t so much as touch me that night, but I knew that I wanted him to before I abandoned them and made my way around the house with Mama.
She asked me if I was okay on the way home. I assured her that I was even though I was certain that she could see my confusion on my face. Would she encourage me to do this?
I told Brent that I had to focus on my career that night and meant it, but damn it if they didn’t draw me closer every time I was near them. I wanted them, and it went against everything right inside of me. If I went to this, could I stay away? I wasn’t the type to think that they wouldn’t get me my own room but in that atmosphere, the lines could blur easily. The beach, the pools, and the bars were all too beautiful, and I suspected that they set a romantic vibe, to say the least.
I kept to myself during the week, missing the banter in their office. I was surprised when Brenda and Ashley showed up on Wednesday at lunch time, surprised that I wasn’t expecting them. “Didn’t the boys tell you about lunch?” Their mom asked as I feigned forgetting about it. It would be difficult to explain the discomfort between the three of us. They walked into the office and chatted with the twins for a while as it set in that I was supposed to have lunch with them as before, only Ashley was here. She and I bonded on Christmas Day once I noticed how sad she looked and I told her a little bit about losing my own father. We sent texts and forth about her life and just advice that she was seeking from something of a sister figure.
I couldn’t say no. I liked them both too much so when the family walked out of the office, I grabbed my purse and tagged along. We went to an Italian place today and sat at a circular table, ordering waters, and looking at the menus. Brenda asked me a lot about my mom, and I explained that she returned home after New Year’s Day, but that I was asking her to move here to be closer to me. It appears my mom was a comfort to them and I smiled at that, knowing how caring Mama could be. She’d like the kind words.
I tried to sit with the women, but somehow, I was pressed between the brothers, their legs pressed against me. I felt the heat pooling in my hair as I sipped the ice water gratefully and waited for the seafood pasta I’d ordered. I was nervous being this close to them and felt Brandon glancing at me from time to time as we chatted over lunch.
When Brent mentioned the conference, Brenda urged me to go. She said they were always wonderful, even though she was attending as a spouse. Being that she helped a lot with the company, she attended everything and learned along the way as well. There was a lot of activities as well as work business, and she was even familiar with the hotel this year, blushing as she sipped her wine quickly. There were clearly some good memories there, and I chewed the shrimp in my mouth as thighs pressed against me, even feeling a hand on my leg as I jerked gently. It was Brandon, and he stroked my upper thigh gently as I pressed my lips together.
I stood as quickly as I could without drawing attention to myself once we were finished and going back to the office, walking with Ashley as we chatted about her boyfriend. I knew the guys didn’t like him, but Tanner was a nice guy. He was young, and they likely wouldn’t last. He was just right for her for now, getting her through this hard time while being nice to her along the way.
Tanner reminded me of Derrick, my boyfriend from back home. He didn’t last, either but it ended before I had sex with him. Since then, I was on a dry spell since I couldn’t find anyone I wanted to give that to. I was twenty-three and still a virgin, and now I wanted to have sex with two men. Not only that, I wanted to sleep with my supervisors.
We went back to work as the women left, promising to stop by again soon as I let out a sigh. I remained at my desk to work but couldn’t help to look towards their door, remembering the feel of Brandon’s hand on my leg. It was intense and scary, and one of the best combinations that I’d ever experienced. I stood and tapped on the closed door, listening for a voice before I walked inside. “Is everything okay, Jane?” Brandon asked, a twinkle in his eye.
